I am not afraid of refugees. I am afraid that even more people die without help. Yesterday, today and almost everyday people die (children also!) at the sea here in Lesvos. ( Lesvos is Europe!) That this things keep happening, this yes, I’m afraid.

Yesterday I hugged a girl that her boat was drowing at the sea. She couldn’t even speak for hours.

I heard about war. About having hundreds of dead bodies on the street.

I’m afraid of living in this fake and unfair safe society while I could have helped even more.